Lloyd Banks ft Sway & Giggs - Start It Up Remix

Start It Up Remix Lloyd Banks Ft Sway & Gigs Lyrics

Song Lyrics: Start It Up Remix
Artist: by Lloyd Banks ft Sway & Giggs

Here is Start It Up Remix Lyrics by Lloyd Banks ft Sway & Giggs

[Kanye West]

What you gon do?

It’s GOOD Music and G-Unit

Ugh

Banks

Loso

[Swizz Beatz]

Ladies and Gentleman

you know they made cause cause cause I’m hood rich

you never ever seen good trick

You want a problem,

start it up (vroom vroom)

start it up (vroom vroom)

start it up (vroom vroom)

wait a minute

[Lloyd Banks]

big blue, cotton city shoe

cotton candy coupe

hard knock, orphan Annie loop

off the stoop

play with me, see what the scream y do

my canary shoe,

high beems pointed right at you, peek-a-boo

Benji paper made me hater-proof

all your thing reduce

menage a trois, purple haze and goose, got me loose

kick my way in and now I got the juice, Gucci bubble boots

thousand kicks couple hundred boots gettin f-cking loot

my top down, I’m flashing on em

I’m passing all them, pullover and hit the hazards on em

the ratchets on ‘em, wanna pay my dues, now it’s back to ballin

the raps a boring dead man, I dip the casket for em

I’m back performing, I bag em

break their back, don’t call em

look down on em like Dikembe, Patrick, Mourning

cash is pourin’

stunt stormin, go this out

camera phones capture everything that pictures dont.

[Swizz Beatz]

you know they mad cause cause cause I’m hood rich

you never ever ever seen good trick

You want a problem,

start it up (vroom vroom)

start it up (vroom vroom)

start it up (vroom vroom)

wait a minute

(repeated)

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[Sway]

Sway going in but I’ma roll up my sleeves quick for the official remix

I’m no r’s but I know of those under if you need bricks

Dorothy meets webay, meets ebay

follow me I can take you there in 3 clicks

A lot of internet gangsters but I don’t see clips

unless they’re on Youtube, no nines, just 22…views

and comments removed to hide the naked truth

cause when it goes tits up, the b-tch in them comes out like cleavage

and them man are getting stripped, no secrets

my team and they see why we so wavy we make them seasick

the Black Steve Rifkin, I am the chairman of the wooden stand

of anyone trying to take my seat quick

I’m on some Canary Wharf to Wall street shit

no Michael Douglas but I’m on my MD shit

If I don’t do the number’s I’ll just do the alphabet

A,B,C,D,E,F,G-Shit

I mean G-Unit shizzle

F a dancefloor

man are hungry out here this is Darfur

so force my hand and I’ll put together an armed force

riding with Lloyds Banks, ha, I’m such a dark horse

start it up, they don’t wanna start war

I studued up in Hogwarts and I’m ready for the Dark

when I link with Giggs its not for Walks in the park

its the Return of the Macks, we taking it all, call me Mark Morrison

[Chorus]

[Giggs]

You n-ggas are f-cked, a couple million and up

On my Youtube chilling with a spliff and a slut

tell her “look babe, gotta let me slip in the crotch”

Italian chicks showing me that Italy love

I’m moving kinda quickly cuz

got they hate my music and try and diss what it does

screaming f-ck the police and be dissing the judge

n-ggas can’t touch me, I got that prickly buzz

that bright bezzie on live tellie

gets me the half black and half white Jezzie’s

I don’t fight friendly, four five semi’s

man’ll bruck shots someth’n like teddy

this my sh-t didn’t buy any

when I’m stepping on the stage hold the light steady

yeah, give a f-ck about your age you can die twenty

[Chorus]

[Kanye West]

We keep these G’s in an alloy safe

and stash the weed in an altoids case

they say good things come to those who wait

so I’m gon be at least an hour late

I’m so fresh bitch I should be arrested

new Tody Chester with my nuts on your chest b-tch

she said “hey ‘Ye”

I said “Yes B-tch”

damn I’m only asking you a question

I met this milf at the allstar getting action

a cougar with more rings than Phil Jackson

told her beauty is why God invented eyeballs

and her booty is why God invented my balls

I’m a rockstar, huh, start it up

start it up, huh, start it up

so popular you should get a shot of us

don’t take shots at us that is only obvious

the first album I vomited, the second I colonic’d it

aint nobody f-cking with me, I plutonic’d it

bet I got some slippers on, bet go honour it

these aint even real clothes homie I’m pyjama rich

Banks told me homie go switch the style up

these b-tches on me homie only to arouse us

told her I aint paying tonite I’m only browsing

she pulled her blouse up, said “it’s free”, I said WOWZER!

[Chorus]

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Lloyd Banks - Finish Line

Finish Line Lyrics Lloyd Banks

Title: Finish Line Lyrics
Artist: Lloyd Banks Lyrics

These are Finish Line Lyrics by Lloyd Banks

[Lloyd banks]

Under dog is cool, I’m used to being overlooked

look at me now I’m filled with style, my blunt is rolled with Kush

look bitch I’m ballin, ballin’

chasin’ K’s like Reggie Bush

my haters hatin’ don’t know how inside the Bentley look

five in the mornin’ recording

you think I slept all day

but I really aint slept at all

I got bills that’s due, need cheques today

southside don’t play play around

if you want me, another black body dumped

duck down when you hear the sound,

I got peace but not the kind you want

n-gga R.I.P, march throught the club with no I.D

make sure they put the pretty b-tches round me

tables of Bub’ and it’s all on me

hoes show love in the V.I.P

think about bread when you think about P

what I done did and how I OD

check a muthaf-cking thing here free

touch nothing you see

I ex’ing off the hoes quick as they come

drinking heavy rollin’ up like i got an extra lung

singing Bentley, sippin’ harley pardon what I’ve become

leakin’ bezey, reaper fetti, product of mama slum

these n-ggas never did sh-t for me when I was starvin’ son

just me against them, you remember that

thought you’d be glad but you parting along when I’m ending at

I don’t see no kind of friend in that

f-ck em all go spend a stack

yapping like a bitch don’t get more friend than that

this that no pretending rap

y’all know how my engine at

nine in front two ten’s in back

running with that stack in his back

one in yo ad

I know I’m watched by an angel

still feel her hugs and her kisses

on the phone with my grandma

don’t give a f-ck bout these bitches

dont give a f-ck bout their trophy’s

or anything that they might owe me

I do this for you (you, you)

the only ones that really know me

only ones that aint disown me

I remember everything they said

said I was dead, deaded all that

sledgehammer right on your head

live for the now, su woo to gone

sucka n-gga’s left red

no time for waiting rather get mine instead

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I gettin’ money on a dime

girl it’s my time

go get that Love sh-t out your mind

you living blind

can’t go for that will fall behind

I’m on the grind

Im hittin ‘em two at a time

why would I decline

see you at the finish line

line, line,line,line,line,line

see you at the finish line

line, line,line,line,line,line

see you at the finish line

line, line,line,line,line,line

see you at the finish line

line, line,line,line,line,line

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